Me and the other “Mutts” went to the beach. We didn’t get too far into the waterPhoto credit – House of Mutt
And I, George, went with Jaffa and family to the countryside again …There were endless fields to runWe took walks along the country roads Jaffa and I exploring the world togetherAnd I rolled on the ground for good measureWhich meant I ended up with a bath
May’s comment: So glad you had fun, doggies!
I’m finally home now. It was suggested I stayed at the hospital over the weekend just to be sure all’s ok. I asked the surgeon if I can leave the hospital. “Absolutely! Go have dinner, enjoy!”
What he didn’t know was I was plotting to use the One Direction ticket I could not flog nor give away. Obviously, I felt well enough to walk – slowly – and actually felt good to breathe the outside air and see the hustle and bustle.
I did change out of my hospital gown and hid cannula under a long-sleeved shirt and my drainage bag in coat pocket. Anyone who noticed my wrist band probably thought I belong to some exclusive club. I felt defiant!
What a contrast – from the controlled stillness and quietness of the hospital ward to an arena of screaming hysterical predominantly (99.9%) female audience – ranging from 4 year-olds to a few others older than me.
Looking at those four strapping confident young lads who has taken the (female) world by storm – every word they utter would elicit screams. And thought about those doctors and surgeons who go about making a difference to lives who never get the accolades nor adoration (well, maybe one).
I am glad I did not manage to get rid of the ticket. I am glad I took the chance – in a way I felt better that I was returning to the hospital – a little security. I wanted to see for myself this cultural phenomena – especially since they’re disbanding. I did not stay the whole concert – only half of it and left when all the kiddies did – didn’t want to push my luck but also, didn’t want to be locked out of the hospital! LOL!!!!